What? Oh... Must have fallen asleep.  How did I manage that? Oh well, at least the sun is finally up. What time is it anyway? Eight? Is that all? Leo, mate, I wish you'd start work a little earlier. Come on! Come on! Why do these things happen to me? I mean, struth! I wasn't doing a bloody thing! Just minding my own business, blowing things up, wrecking my usual movie mayhem on the set. How did that stuff get into the loft? I would love to know that. ... I would love to know who did it. ... Why did they pick on me?!? What did someone do - paint a bullseye on my forehead? No! I know! They put out one of those chain email thingies - Looking for a sucker? Try Rollie Tyler. One size fits all frames.

Jennifer... She must be part of it. I hate that! It was just an excuse to get me out of the way while her friends moved the crates into my home. Must have Sucker written on my forehead. ... On my arse too. Surprised it doesn't say kick me too. ... Then again, maybe it does. She was pretty too. Nice. Or that's what I thought. This is what I get for thinking. Should know better by now. Obviously didn't learn a thing from Dad about scamming. I get scammed too often for me to know anything. Why didn't I know better? Maybe I better get Angie to screen everybody. Ange wouldn't have fallen for it. Nope. Not her. Or so she'd say. I was just trying to help...

Bloody hell! Better scrunch down lower. What are those guys doing here? Feds... They're Feds right? Don't look down here. I'm not here. I'm not here. Just go away. Look somewhere else. Your perp wouldn't hide out in a police car in a police parking lot. Right? I don't look that stupid. ... Um, forget it. I must. I keep
getting framed. Must be stupid. Right? Angie's going to kill me! That's if the Feds or the cops don't do it first. Or whoever put those crates in my home. Somebody will kill me. If Leo doesn't come soon, I'll be ready for somebody to kill me. Not getting any younger. Out of shape. Ought to be used to it. Squeeze myself into tight places all the time working. This isn't any different. ... Except for how long. Don't spend this much time cooped up when I work. There's always breaks. Chances to stretch your legs. I would love to stretch my legs.

What the bloody? APB! Blood-dee hell! They just put out an APB. Don't look here, that's all I've got to say. You don't really think I'm that dumb. Oh. Bloody. Hell! What if someone else has been assigned to Leo's car? I can't believe I didn't think about that! Should have gone to his place instead. Bloody! Maybe they finally gave Leo a partner... What if they get to the car first? Dumb! I really need to get a brain. That or get out of this town.

Blood-dee! Now I'm for it! Oh... Yeah, it's me, Leo. Now get in here and get that door closed. I want out of here. 'Bout time you showed up. Do you know how uncomfortable this is? Especially four hours of it. Even I have my limits. Why do these things always happen to me?